What parts about LOVE…part 1

Today I am thinking about the concept of love.

That feeling that we describe and use for so many different scenarios. What are the easiest parts and then the hardest parts. And what are the parts that allow or push us to do something we never thought we’d do, good or bad, we do it because we love. Love holds lots of places and space in our society.

That’s part 1, need to dig deeper for part 2…

2019 as it blows away

@TCM

Watching TCM’s Remembers – a stunning piece yet again…makes me think of all the great artists we have lost, it seems like so many more are gone this year, that I remember in the past or maybe I know more of them now. Ah yes, that must be it. Time shovels on and we dig deep to understand all the days ahead as each day becomes the past and we remember. Great art.

Growing up as a teen, if there was a song in a movie that touched me or penetrated me, it always turned out to be from the composer Michel Legrand. Music always penetrated my soul, his for sure, and he is now gone. How lucky I am to have been alive during a time to have been touched by so many great artists. How lucky we are…to have the chance to remember…

With music Waiting by Alice Boman, bravo.

A West Village Original, ha! Living Large in Small Spaces

Michael D. Minichiello and I spoke over the phone and he summed up my life, career and THE PASS in 7 paragraphs! Now that’s some fine tuning! Really enjoyed speaking with him.

And I think the most charming part of New York is The West Village, hands down. Everything is smaller so maybe smaller is charming. But the people themselves live large lives in small spaces.” read Michael’s fun interview

Writing Remembering

At any given moment, we may write what we think and feel. We put it down, we proclaim, we spit it out, we share with whatever our intentions were/are at the time we write. Saying something is one thing, however writing it down is another. Perhaps we write things down in order to not forget, or in order to remember. Words.

Here is my recently published story about THE PASS, a musical. http://theaterlife.com/the-pass/

Requiem For Celeste

 A Requiem For Celeste
 July 13, 2019
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Celeste Martin: November 11, 1927—December 13, 2018
By Denise Marsa  
How many times have you heard about a New York City landlady giving every tenant in her multiple landmark rental buildings a special gift bag filled with Christmas goodies? Every year Celeste Martin looked forward to taking her staff, including her driver, carpenter and super, shopping at Macy’s Herald Square to help her fill 39 gift bags for her tenants. These were no ordinary gift bags, just as she was no ordinary landlady. As a tenant in one of her buildings, I was always thrilled with my gift bag’s content. One year I received a 1999 Perrier–Jouët (which I still have) and another year a 2011 Rose Veuve Clicquot. Yes, champagne! Accompanying the champagne was a bottle of Johnny Walker Black or a Johnny Walker variety pack. There were also always imported sweets and chocolates along with the spirits. read full article

Energy Electric Flight of a Human

#Pride2019 is starting and my block is all a flutter. People from all over the world, what an exploration of ourselves and our sexuality the past 50 years has been.

Corner of Gay and Christopher Street NYC #CelesteMartin

Less we forget, throughout history sexual expression, self identity and visual expression of one self has been ever-present- ever-changing. Think of all the people that have defied stereotypes. Fought for their rights! Demanding change. Accepted, not accepted, applauded, lauded, abandoned and eventually EMBRACED! And the battle to be ones’ self, continues in so many ways, everyday and that is perhaps… the flight of a human.

And it is our bodies that make up this great country and the world we live in. #LoveWins #Harmony #Acceptance

To #CelesteMartin! She is with us always on the streets of Gay and Christopher.

Out with the old in with the new…my new laptop

As I spend a fair amount of time on my laptop, it is safe to say, there are moments where I have been too attached. As I practice detachment, from my computer and my phone, and yes even certain situations that do not serve me, I realize how quickly we can move on to new things.

How did I come to this realization today? I went back to my old computer to check on something I needed and it was like so foreign! Wow the keys, the feel, the way it moves, grooves. A different beast for sure. Same manufacturer. There was a time I could not imagine not working on my now older computer. What you say I am fickle? Dare you speak those words…dear loved one.

Ahhh, out with the old, in with the new. Right. Though some times, it works!